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President Winifred and Chief of Staff Lucas Bennett were planning their final putts on bluegrass around the sixth hole.
           Security personnel, all dressed in black overcoats with receivers plugged in one ear, encircled the area.  They talked to one another through transmitters clipped to their lapels.
           An Army Private chauffeured Secretary of Defense Kyle Paz to the green in a cart; they stopped at the edge of the green.  The ball Lucas had putted cut to the right of the hole and passed beyond it ten feet.  He turned to the intruders with contempt.
           Kyle reported grimly of the Dixville incident to President Winifred and Chief of Staff Bennett.
           A security person above the valley watched as Lucas slammed the golf cart twice with his club and hurled the putter into the pond.  The President shook his head and paused in thought.  A flock of sparrows fluttered about the leaves of a nearby tree and caught the security guard's attention; the guard looked to see what stirred them so.
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 3
     
    Colebrook, New Hampshire four days after the massacre (August 16)
           Seated in the first row at the funeral service, Helen caressed a photograph of Barry with the back of her hand.  A flood of memories . . . his first day of school.  She smiled; He was so frightened--standing there at the bus stop with his little backpack on.  And that blond-haired girl in his school play who had a crush on him; he was so bashful.   She scraped a tear from her cheek and pulled a tissue from her purse to wipe her nose.  "I won't forget a thing," she whispered to herself.
           "That's right," confirmed Max seated beside her.  "We won't forget a damn thing." He referred to the Feds and his vow of revenge.  The evidence he had found at the massacre site confirmed everything Butch had said: It was Army Regulars.  Washington denied everything.  Max concluded that if justice existed in this nation, it had to be taken.
           More like brothers, Max and Barry had done a lot together: hiking, canoeing.  Max helped Mr. Ronolou whenever he could.  His relationship with Barry had been critical after Helen's divorce.  Helen had asked him to help her by taking her son to sporting and Scouting events.  Her intent had been to create a male presence for her child; a bond had formed.  Max wished he had been with Barry that day at Dixville.
           Medium height and stocky, Max had chocolate-brown hair and piercing dark eyes.  He felt responsible for the Scout Troop attack because he had organized the smuggling ring used to bring medical supplies to the States from Quebec.  He concluded the Feds automated ambush had been waiting for them.  Max had grimly helped collect the scattered remains left at the Dixville Massacre.  He was well beyond grieving; Max's mind whirled.  He sucked his teeth and planned his next move. 
           Desperate measures to circumvent the Federally run health care system had come about after a decade of economic decay.  Taxation due to The War on Terrorism and Federal regulations created the downturn.  A year before, the Northeast Kingdom of Vermont had formed a community covenant to take care of local needs, bypassing Federal HMOs.  Max's smuggling operation supplied the Northeast Kingdom as well as the newly formed Colebrook Covenant with medical supplies.  The Dixville Massacre, as the media dubbed it, consolidated the hatred of rural Vermont and New Hampshire toward big government.  Despite the cover-up by the White House, everyone in the region knew about the Massacre through illegal CB broadcasts near Todd Hill in Vermont.
           Colebrook's First Congregational Church had the original straight-back pews installed at the building's dedication in 1802.  Though refurbished many times, the structure still proclaimed the same principles elders envisioned at its inception.  The same bell in the